piano.
chopin
piano, o piano. your mesmerizing and tantalizing melodies. the Mystery of your sound. let me search my soul, search my head, search my heart, but i have yet to come close to understanding you.
the deep sounds and high sounds, mixed, Eloquently woven. its a story, its a soothing vibration that calms. a calm of curiosity because i know i wont ever be able to capture you, but i may play you. o yes that will be the day. when i am able to make you play your sounds, to tell me stories, to make me calm once again, to never again understand your vibrations.
its quite amusing, the nature of our loose ends, the wires in our heads. we seek to challenge and understand, but what were truly doing, is playing never, right, never sad.
as i play these keys to print my thoughts, there is chopin in the background, and boy o boy can he play. such a expression, such a sight.
